Published :Saturday, 31 October, 2015, Time : 12:00 AM View Count : 168
With my bereaved soul; I would say? Certainly with a dash of dismay? Past is valued only when moments transcend into innocuous memory! Life, youth, and glory; drift away - with the sweet but insidious time of merry!
Having fun, enjoying with my fraternity -- I truly miss? Believe you me! Remaining in an affectionate nexus is a heavenly bliss! I roam the earth; suddenly slumber loosing the grand. Stars in the heavens twinkle at the wafting strand.
Just almost yesterday; present was varnished with toned brawn. Today it is grey and fragile at touch; fabled "Midas" touch is long gone. Oh! Fiendish memory, my lithe mind and sentient soul are in contention; To accept the unfortunate realty of depletion, I need heavenly ascension!
Life always shined with a tremulous light yet with all its might and fidelity- Alas! Cessation was with the roaring ebb and flow to the destined eternity. "Nostalgia"! Never shall I forget you! How could I? My beloved! I just want to roam the roads only once again that you paved?
S M Ilyas, an engineer from The University of Texas at Austin, resides in Chittagong